Broken (EDITING IN PROGRESS;)

Chapter 14

Isabelle's POV

I woke up with my head throbbing . I quickly got up and realized that I was on the forest floor . I looked around and found a small fire burning and I looked down and realized I was lying on a makeshift-bed made out of leaves. I quickly looked around my face paling hoping to find Josh.

I heard a snap of a twig. I widened my eyes and slowly stood up wobbling slighty because I hadn't walked on my feet for a while.

I heard the crunching of leaves from behind me. I whipped my head around. Nobody. I could feel my hands trembling.

Then I heard footsteps from my right side . I looked from the corner of my eye and saw no one.

I then saw a small rock roll down the mini hill in front of me. My eyes widened as it rolled towards me.

I could feel myself shaking as I whispered , "Whose there?".

"Ahhh. She can speak eh?", said a voice from behind me. I whipped my head back around and was about to ask again who was there until I heard another voice from my right.

"She sure can", I heard a chuckle which sounded eerily familiar.

"Whose there", I tried to say but it came out quiet and strained.

"Oh no you're scaring her. Stop it!", said a feminine voice from my left. I was about to thank her but realized she could possibly be in on this plan they probably had to kill me.

I took one step forward and picked up a stick. I held onto it tightly and stood ,in my head what I imagined to be, a "fighting stance" but in reality I probably looked like a caveman gripping onto the first stick of fire .

I glanced at my knuckles and just as I suspected they were a pale white from my tight grip.

"Haha. She thinks she can defend herself with a stick", I heard a snort from in front of me.

I heard chuckles from all around me. Crap I was surrounded. I waved the stick in front of me going clockwise and trying to look fierce but probably looked constipated.

"Put the stick down child. We're not going to hurt you", said the kind feminine voice. It just dawned on me that she had an Australian accent.

"But I won't promise that because I like to play rough.. In sports and challenges that is.. Or not.. Who knows?", said the voice from behind me with a chuckle.

I swallowed my spit and tightened my grip on my "weapon"," I said show yourselves.. Enough games!"

"But whyyyy. This is fun , is it not?", said the voice from in front of me.

Ok so the voice in front of me was the comical one and the one from behind me was the pervy one. The one on my left was the kind one.. but who was on my right.

I gulped realizing it was silence.

"Please.. Show yourselves", I said in a normal voice trying to regain my composure. Great you're asking the people who wanna kill you to show themselves so they can kill you faster. You should win an award for your stupidity, I said inwardly scolding myself.

"Okay fine", said the kind voice on my left. She stepped out into the fire's dim light and my jaw felt as if it literally came off. There stood before me a drop dead gorgeous modelesque girl. She had long blonde hair which cascaded down her back and full pink lips. Her eyes were a stunning mixture of brown and green. She appeared to be around 6 feet but a little below. I gazed at her in awe.

"I think she is secretly lesbian. Look at the way she was checking you out Elizabeth", snickered the voice from in front of me.

"I'm straight thank you but er Elizabeth.. you are stunning", I said giving her a small smile. She smiled back and gave me a wink.